The Woman in the Window Page #4

but I don't even know your name.

And I don't think

there's a man in the world

that wouldn't get out of a mess like this

if he could.

Oh, we mustn't quarrel.

If we do that, we're lost, both of us.

Why can't I go with you?

Well...

I'm hoping we can get ourselves

out of this completely.

But there's one condition.

I won't tell you my name, what I do,

or take you to get the car,

because then you'd know where I live.

But if we're successful tonight,

it'll be of no importance to you.

I'll tell you what I'll do.

You leave something here.

Leave your vest with me.

That would be a clue

if you didn't come back.

Well, that's fair enough.

There's almost no blood outside,

fortunately.

Have you a dark blanket

we can wrap him in?

I have one.

The trouble is, I have no idea

what the police can do with clues.

A great deal, I'm sure.

I've read of things little short

of miraculous by the city police,

as well as the FBI,

from a piece of cloth or even a button.

1:
15.

I'll have to take the subway,

so I probably won't be able to make it

much under three quarters of an hour.

Maybe an hour.

But even if I'm longer than that,

don't worry.

Don't get panicky and call the police,

because I promise you I'll be back.

I won't fail you.

2:
15.

- Now, look outside, will you?

- Yes.

Nobody.

Keep your nerve. We'll make it.

I'd like my car, please.

Yes, sir.

- Hey, Charlie.

- CHARLIE:
Yeah?

- Professor Wanley's car.

- Right away.

- Kind of late for you, isn't it?

- Yes, later than I expected.

Hey, you know Mr. Warne

in your building?

Yes.

4:
00 Sunday morning, he got in.

Better get them brakes adjusted,

first chance you get. They're pretty loose.

I will.

(SIREN BLARING)

Pull over to the curb.

Don't you ever turn your lights on

at night?

I'm sorry, I thought the garage man

turned them on.

Let's see your driver's license.

Wanley, huh? What's that, Polish?

- No, it's American.

- Do you have any other identification?

I have a letter here

from the board of education.

- Professor, huh?

- Assistant.

Okay, but watch those lights from now on.

(DOOR TAPPING)

- Everything all right?

- Everything is just as you left it.

The name on the mail box is Reed,

Alice Reed,

in case you have to come again.

Well, if we're lucky, I don't think

there'll be any occasion for that.

- Is that the blanket?

- Yes.

First, I imagine we've got to get rid of

the more obvious means of identification.

I've already done that.

- You searched him?

- It had to be done, didn't it?

No letters or anything with a name on it?

No. But...

RICHARD:
"C.M."

He told me Frank Howard.

That's all I know.

All right, tie it all up

and tomorrow get on one of the ferries,

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